So today John and I did something we haven't done in ages and had a day mooching around Paphos. There were several things we wanted to get sorted and as it is our wedding anniversary later this week thought we would treat ourselves to a day out! We often incorporate nipping into shops when we go down that way for pickleball or to see Mum but we now rarely set aside a whole day and we must have been mad because today was super super hot to be shopping but I thought I had better strike whilst the iron was hot once John had agreed!
Apart from boring shopping and DIY stuff we wanted to get something as an anniversary present to one another and we are looking for two flat-backed terracotta pots or urns which we can hang on one of the outside walls. This is the sort of thing you would see loads of twenty years ago in fact then when we used to drive from the airport to Paphos before the motorway was built we had to go through Geroskipou which was a little village full of pottery shops. There would be all sorts on offer including brightly coloured suns and moons and fish and seahorses. Over the years I have had several in various houses where we have lived.
Today we rarely pass through Geroskipou because it is easier to get to the airport and beyond using the other road and now it is no longer a distinct village in its own right more a suburb of Paphos and we only found one pottery shop - Savvas Pottery which has been there for years.
The pottery in the showroom is all very beautiful but clearly aimed at interior design and not functional outdoor use. In fact we spoke to some guy that explained they do next to nothing in terracotta and the sort of thing we were looking for was now difficult to find. He was not wrong - we searched all over the place eventually finding something in a little shop which had clearly not had a customer in years judging by the dust. John and I wandered round whilst the woman proprietress munched on her lunch in the back room ignoring us.
We might have bought something had she been a little more welcoming but if she couldn't be bothered then neither could we but I have a sneaking suspicion I may have to swallow my pride at some point and go back with my tail between my legs as hers was the only establishment we went to that had any terracotta flat backed pots on sale - bumholes is all I can say!!! We shall continue with our search but I am not so very hopeful that we shall find what we are looking for.
As we were down that end of town and it was gone midday I persuaded John to go to the Mall as I had a few bits I needed in Jumbos for Hazel's visit and we could grab a quick sandwich there as we were getting peckish.
The Mall was absolutely rammed with people although we did manage to get through the tills at Jumbo fairly quickly and without parting with too much cash - unlike the fat family in front of us who managed to find over 400 euros worth of things to buy. On the subject of fat families I noticed that the Mall had attracted more than its fair share today and from all different nationalities, not only fat but fat and horrendously sun-burned so public education failing on two counts. It was enough to put me off my gyros which I felt incredibly guilty eating and vowed to swim a little more enthusiastically on my return home.
Apart from boring shopping and DIY stuff we wanted to get something as an anniversary present to one another and we are looking for two flat-backed terracotta pots or urns which we can hang on one of the outside walls. This is the sort of thing you would see loads of twenty years ago in fact then when we used to drive from the airport to Paphos before the motorway was built we had to go through Geroskipou which was a little village full of pottery shops. There would be all sorts on offer including brightly coloured suns and moons and fish and seahorses. Over the years I have had several in various houses where we have lived.
Today we rarely pass through Geroskipou because it is easier to get to the airport and beyond using the other road and now it is no longer a distinct village in its own right more a suburb of Paphos and we only found one pottery shop - Savvas Pottery which has been there for years.
The pottery in the showroom is all very beautiful but clearly aimed at interior design and not functional outdoor use. In fact we spoke to some guy that explained they do next to nothing in terracotta and the sort of thing we were looking for was now difficult to find. He was not wrong - we searched all over the place eventually finding something in a little shop which had clearly not had a customer in years judging by the dust. John and I wandered round whilst the woman proprietress munched on her lunch in the back room ignoring us.We might have bought something had she been a little more welcoming but if she couldn't be bothered then neither could we but I have a sneaking suspicion I may have to swallow my pride at some point and go back with my tail between my legs as hers was the only establishment we went to that had any terracotta flat backed pots on sale - bumholes is all I can say!!! We shall continue with our search but I am not so very hopeful that we shall find what we are looking for.
As we were down that end of town and it was gone midday I persuaded John to go to the Mall as I had a few bits I needed in Jumbos for Hazel's visit and we could grab a quick sandwich there as we were getting peckish.
The Mall was absolutely rammed with people although we did manage to get through the tills at Jumbo fairly quickly and without parting with too much cash - unlike the fat family in front of us who managed to find over 400 euros worth of things to buy. On the subject of fat families I noticed that the Mall had attracted more than its fair share today and from all different nationalities, not only fat but fat and horrendously sun-burned so public education failing on two counts. It was enough to put me off my gyros which I felt incredibly guilty eating and vowed to swim a little more enthusiastically on my return home.
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